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Warmth (Joe x Cub)

Warning: Probably very awkwardly written french kisses, nothing more than that though.

A/n: Wow such an original title, I'm so good at this author thing. Also, haha I've read this over six times and I still don't know if I think it's good-

Joe was normally calm. But he had just died, right infront of Cub's eyes. And when he respawned as a greyskin, he was still aching from death. His best friend knew just the way to cheer him up, to make his aches calm down.

Joe was shivering in a corner, part of being a greyskin was the lack of heat they produced. Cub sat infront of him, Joe's head had his eyes on his knees. "Joe?"

Joe looked up, his ghostly pale face in shock when he first heard Cubs voice, but then it softened to a more gentle expression. "Oh, hey Cub.."

"Do you want a hug? It could warm you up..." Cub sat by Joe, leaning against the same wall of the deadquarters. Joe moved his legs under him and pulled Cub into a tight hug, realizing Cub was warmer and practically attaching to him.

Joe's legs and arms were around Cubs torso and waist, and he was sitting in Cubs lap, for maximum warmth and comfort. Joe never liked being cold, but he would never tell anyone. Cub softly laughed and pat Joe's back, kissing his cheek lightly.

"Cub, your lips are warm." Joe whispered, pulling his head from Cubs shoulder and looking at his lips "I never thought I'd be saying this but please french kiss me."

Joe didn't hesitate to push his lips to Cubs, the other man giggling and kissing back. Joe had his body as close to the others as he could, and pushed his tongue into Cubs mouth.

The vex moaned in surprised as they started to twist their tongues around eachothers. This was like heaven to Joe, he was warm, and in his Cub's embrace. He couldn't ask for more. He couldn't appreciate Cub more.

Joe pulled back for a second for them to breath, "gee, you took my breath away, my little bear."

Cub wasn't able to catch his breath as quickly as Joe, thus allowing him to win. Cub didn't let his victory last too long, pulling Joe into another kiss. This was more rough, as Joe put a hand in Cubs hair and tried to pull him closer(if he could).

"Get a room, you two!" Scar yelled as he passed by, laughing as the two went from a ghostly white to a dark grey.

"Do you feel better?" Cub asked as Joe cuddle back into him.

"Way better." Joe's face was buried into Cubs chest, muffling his voice.

"We should probably go to your base and sleep there, the greyskins are up for setting us in traps that we probably wouldn't enjoy.." Cub said, trying to make sure Joe wasn't falling asleep.

"Jus'.. Gimme a second." The poet was dozing off, giving a yawn before he was taken by slumber. Cub just sighed happily and picked up Joe, managing to make it to his base and fall asleep with the clingy Joe.